Klemit Monster Novels & Stories

And being two of then, he knew it would be hard. "Holy crap, my Lord!" Miguel cursed knowing what the intelligent monster was about to do next, not caring anymore that the children could hear him curse. That was sneaky. Seeing that Kwan had to deal with another monster, Miguel did not think any further and he just leapt towards them at the same moment the reptile like monster swung it long, heavy and spiked tail. The moment it swung its tail, two large spikes come from the tail that was aimed at Kwan. And Miguel could tell that Kwan did not sense the danger. It seemed Kwan had reached on the battle field earlier and was now exhausted or the reptile-like monster was a sly one with quite movem

“I didn’t get the chance to thank you.” Her breath shook. “Thank me? You kissed me without my permission,” she whispered. “You scared me. And now—now you’re here? Why? What do you want from me?” The corner of his mouth tilted, almost amused. “So you know who I am.” “You’re Adriano Greco,” she said, her voice trembling. “The monster people talk about.” He took another step closer. “Monster?” he repeated softly. “That’s what they call me?”

The monster recoiled slightly, clearly averse to the light. "That’s it!" Bima gasped. "Light! And high-frequency vibrations!" "System, you said its weaknesses are light and high-frequency vibrations! How do I make a vibration?!" Bima asked internally, struggling to stay focused despite his weakened state. [System Suggestion: Use the First Aid Kit! The flashlight in the kit produces high-frequency sounds that can temporarily drive away the Slime Lurker (BOSS Level)!] [Mission 'Find Medical Supplies Quickly' – First Aid Kit acquired!]

A monster? The moment we step onto the grounds, the smell hits. It's the smell of copper and rot and something disgusting. My stomach lurches. Kira swears under her breath. Isaiah's jaw tightens as the backup soldiers fan out, their boots silent on the snow, their weapons drawn. Then the chanting reaches us. It's loud enough to vibrate in my bones. My hand rests on my stomach, my palm flattening over my bump on instinct. 'Please,' I think desperately. 'Please be okay.‘

Even with her arm in a sling. Without thinking, I stood. “Keeley.” “Sit your ass back down,” Monster growled out, shoving me back in my seat. Any other man would have died for laying hands on me in that way. “Keeley, what the hell are you doing here? You're meant to be in the hospital.” Monster lifted his eyes to the burly biker behind her. “Don’t look at me, Monster. She has her own mind.” For a second, the angry look on Monster’s face faltered. His arms opened and Keeley stumbled into them, grunting in pain when she knocked her injured shoulder. “It’s good to see you, Keels, it’s been too fucking long.”

I described the monster as best as I could and waited for his next move. There was a brief pause on the other line, and then Mr. James spoke. "I know what to do," he said calmly. "Listen carefully." He went on to explain that the monster was called the Kraken. Kraken monsters were known to have a weakness. Their only vulnerable spot was located on the top of their head, and the only way to reach it was to lure the monster onto dry land. Once the Kraken was on land, a sharp object could be driven into its head, disabling it.

“She needs—” “Shanika,” Jeremy’s voice was sharp. “Get behind me.” I turned back toward him—and saw it. The monster stood there, staring. The glow from its molten veins pulsed, casting eerie shadows across its grotesque form. Its lips curled into something resembling a grin, though it was anything but human. “The Helm of the Gifted is ours,” it repeated. Jeremy growled, his wolf pushing to the surface, his hands curling into fists. “Leave us alone!” he roared. “What do you want?”

“And if I have to repeat it again, you’d be waking up tomorrow without your little balls—so answer me in straight words. “Uh. Yeah. I think,” he grumbled, and when I glared, he added, “Provided if you install a chip into their main server, then I can remotely control everything, even from the moon.” I slapped the back of his head. "Ow!” “What about the blueprint layout?” I asked, snatching the laptop from him. “Aurora would be inside the building, and we would need a full-proof extraction plan for that.” “The basement.” He grinned like a Cheshire cat, only so much hideous. “Do you know why the place is so secluded?”

"Thank you, Aunt Cleo. This means a lot to me." The pendant Aunt Cleo gave Aqua was nothing short of mesmerizing. Crafted from sterling silver, the pendant was shaped like a delicate crescent moon, symbolizing the mysterious and potent nature of Aqua's powers. At the center of the crescent nestled a large, oval-cut gemstone that was uniquely clear, like a drop of captured morning dew. The clarity of the stone made it particularly special, as it reflected Aqua's emotional state, changing color with her mood. Intricate filigree work adorned the crescent moon, with tiny symbols and runes etched into the silver, each representing protection and strength. The craftsmanship was exquisite, making i

Her eyes meet mine one last time, and there is something unspoken there—something heavy with expectation. “You chose to become the monster,” she says quietly. “Now learn what it means to wield it.” And just like that, the path forward is no longer theoretical. It has a destination. And a name. The Butcher. And somewhere deep inside me, something ancient and unfamiliar stirs—like it’s been waiting for this war far longer than I have. We pack in quiet motion. Mae moves through Ilythra’s home like she’s afraid of touching things too hard, like the walls might whisper secrets if she brushes them wrong. I’m stuffing clothes into my bag—things that already feel like remnants of another life—when I